[Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins]@TWC D-Link bookPoor Miss Finch CHAPTER THE TENTH 7/14
"Lord love you, sir!" said the driver, "robbers would starve in these parts; we have got nothing worth thieving here." Jicks--still watching the proceedings with an interest which allowed no detail to escape unnoticed--assumed the responsibility of starting the men on their journey.
The odd child waved her chubby hand imperiously to her friend the driver, and cried in her loudest voice, "Away!" The driver touched his hat with comic respect.
"All right, miss--time's money, aint it ?" He cracked his whip, and the cart rolled off noiselessly over the thick close turf of the South Downs. It was time for me to go back to the rectory, and to restore the wandering Jicks, for the time being, to the protection of home.
I returned to Oscar, to say good-bye. "I wish I was going back with you," he said. "You will be as free as I am to come and to go at the rectory," I answered, "when they know what has passed this morning between you and me.
In your own interests, I am determined to tell them who you are.
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